"Go in first." Zhang Dashao waved to Sun Dashen and others.

The arrival of Mr. Zhang gave Sun Dabing the backbone, and he no longer had any worries or panic. In his heart, Mr. Zhang is an omnipotent god. With Mr. Zhang, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

"Xiao Wu, you are here to watch the venue, and everyone else comes with me." Sun Dashen quickly became a resolute elder brother and quickly made the most reasonable arrangements.

"Yes, Brother Sun."

The backbone also looked at Mr. Zhang in surprise, as if he didn't understand what magic this young man had. He could calm Sun Dashen in just one sentence. The boss behind the scenes was quite mysterious.

He took Mr. Zhang to the most luxurious private room. After Mr. Zhang sat down, Sun Dabing stood respectfully in front of Mr. Zhang, stood with his hands down, bowed his body slightly, and had a very respectful attitude.

"Dajie, let's talk about the specific situation." Young Master Zhang crossed his legs and spoke slowly.

"Okay, Brother Zhang." Sun Dabing was shocked and quickly and clearly told the matter. "Five days ago, a place on our Malong Street was blocked by the police. I didn't care at that time, and I thought it was the police who asked for money again.

But from that day on, our venues had problems one after another, and all four venues on Malong Street were blocked by the police within three days.

I called Deputy Director Li, but Deputy Director Li said that Director Zhao was pushing him behind the scenes. I sent someone to contact Director Zhao, but I couldn’t contact him!

Then, the police in Jinghai City seemed to be crazy and fought desperately. But the fight against gangs was actually just a fight against our Renyi Gang. Some other gangs were all safe and sound, and only our places were sealed on a large scale. So far, fourteen places have been blocked by the police!”

After listening, Mr. Zhang looked calm, as if he had heard an irrelevant news. Sun Daling and others could not see any changes in Mr. Zhang's face.

"Dajie, what do you think of this matter?" Zhang Dajie turned his head and looked at Sun Dajie seriously.

"Brother Zhang." Sun Dameng's face was solemn, and he thought carefully for a moment before speaking, "I think someone is dealing with our Renyi Gang, and we may have offended some big shots by accident."

Mr. Zhang shook his head and sighed: "If I guess correctly, those people are going to deal with me."

Suddenly he stood up and smiled slightly: "Go out and have a look."

Mr. Zhang's spiritual sense scanned and a group of people were causing trouble in the bar.

Sun Dapeng and others were stunned. They didn't understand what Mr. Zhang was meant, but they followed Mr. Zhang without hesitation. After leaving the private room and coming to the hall, the few people quickly understood what was happening.

"Damn it, kowtow to me and apologize. Have you heard of it?" A young man with the head of the plane stared at the eyes and slapped the table.

Beside him, a little girl stood with tears in her eyes, like a panicked bird, with a bright red slap on her face.

The little girl was wearing a pink cheongsam, and she was the waiter in the bar.

"Sir, you knocked over the wine glass by yourself, it has nothing to do with me..." The waiter said aggrievedly.

"I'm still stubborn!" The plane slapped the table, flipped his hands and slapped the waiter, splashing all over, "I will knock over the wine glass and spill it all over myself? What do you mean is that I'm a fool!"

"No, no." The waiter was anxious and his hands shook.

"What's going on?" An unhappy voice came, and the lobby manager finally came forward. He was about to go over and deal with what was going on, but when he glanced back, he almost got scared to his pants.

I saw that Sun Dapeng and several other backbone members of the Renyi Gang were standing behind the hall to watch the fun!

"Old, boss!" The lobby manager shivered, his voice trembled, and he was extremely nervous.

Sun Dapeng's face was also a little bad. Young Master Zhang finally came to his bar once, and this happened. He had a stern face and said coldly: "Okay, hurry up and deal with it. If it doesn't handle it well, you can get out of here."

"Yes, boss." The lobby manager shrank his neck and swallowed.

"Wait." When the lobby manager turned around, a young man in front of Sun Dawei patted his shoulder and stopped him, "I'll go and see if I'll still."

The lobby manager was stunned and stared at the young man in a daze. He didn't know where the young man came out and dared to speak to him like this.

While he was wondering, Sun Daling suddenly kicked over: "Why don't you get out of here! There's nothing to do with you."

"Yes, boss." The lobby manager was happy, and his eyes looked at Zhang Dashen even more confused. Who is this person? Can the boss be so respected?

Young Master Zhang slowly came to the front of the plane. The head of the plane was still splashing with water, and he was reluctant to let go. The guests in the bar were already surrounded and watching the fun.

"It would be fine if I knocked over the wine and dirty my clothes. I didn't apologize. I also bit it back and said that I had dirty it myself. Is this the service attitude of your bar?" The head of the plane pointed at the waiter indignantly, as if it was even more unfair than Dou E.

"No, it's not like that. I didn't knock the wine over." The waiter cried so hard that he was sobbing that he couldn't even speak.

"Also quibble!" The plane's head was furious, and he slapped the waiter and greeted him.

Bang!

A light sound came, and the waiter shrank in fear and closed his eyes.

But after the sound, the waiter suddenly felt that he seemed to be fine, and his cheeks were not as hot as the two slaps before. She subconsciously opened her eyes and found that the hand on the front of the plane did not really hit her.

On the wrist of the head of the plane was a white palm. It was that palm that grabbed the head of the plane to save myself from a slap in the face.

The waiter turned around and saw a young man wearing a street stall sportswear smiling at him.

He was young and handsome, and the dust on his body could not cover up the temperament in his bones. His smile made the waiter's panic-hearted calm.

The plane was even more stunned. After seeing the person clearly, he couldn't help but show a contemptuous expression and asked condescendingly: "Boy, who are you?"

"I am the boss here." Zhang Dashao replied lightly.

"Are you the boss here?" The plane head was stunned again, and then he laughed loudly as if he had heard some funny joke, "Hahaha, even if you are like this, dare you say that you are the boss? This world is so crazy."

Mr. Zhang ignored the ridicule of the plane and turned around and pointed to the waiter beside him: "Did you beat her?"

"Yes, I was the one who shot it!" The plane head didn't have to look at Mr. Zhang at all, "You beggar don't agree, right? Even if you are like this, you dare to learn from other people's heroes to save the beauty. You really laughed out loud."

Before the nose of the plane finished laughing, he suddenly screamed in surprise. Young Master Zhang stretched out his hand and pulled the collar of the nose of the plane and pulled him over. Without saying a word, he opened his bow left and right and fanned his head.

Slap sex!

A tight slap came, and everyone present was frightened.
Chapter completed!